REPUBLIC OF FEMINA ISLAND
CHAPTER ONE : THE ARRIVAL
This is a story of erotic fiction meant for adult readers over the age of eighteen years old.
The world has been experiencing a major economic crisis for many years, mass unemployment is affecting even the richest countries. Revolutions have taken place in a number of countries bringing radical changes.
A country, however, is doing well economically : The Republic of Femina Island. On this island, men officially have a lower status than women. Very few foreigners have the right to go to this island. Few countries officially recognize his government, but a large number of companies subcontract certain activities or purchase low-cost products produced in the island. More and more women emigrate to this island because they find there attractive wages, the island needing qualified women. They emigrate most often with their husband.
-------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- --- Ben, 33, was sitting in his seat on the plane taking him, his wife, Emma, 36, and their son Jeremy, 18, to the island of Femina. Ben had been unemployed for two years, he was a kitchen salesman but during an economic crisis, people do not care about buying kitchens, and the store where he worked closed.
Emma was an engineer and a company from Femina Island offered her a large amount of money that was hard to refuse. It was obvious that Ben would not go back to work for a long time. Emma had for sure a strong character. It had not been an easy decision to make because they knew the men were submissive on Femina Island and that it would be difficult for Ben, but Emma did not earn enough on her own to support the family on the long run term. Three other men were also on the plane with their wives. Like Ben and his family, they were in the bottom row. All the other passengers were women.
Ben had a conversation with one of the other men in the airport waiting room. His name was Steven.
Like him, he was unemployed and his wife had accepted a job at Femina Island.
After leaving the airspace of their former country, a hostess had come to see them and told them that the men were only allowed to get up to go to the restroom, and for that they had to ask permission from the hostess who would warn an island policewoman who was there on the plane for the safety. The police woman would then accompany them to the toilet.
Ben looked at Jeremy and wondered again if they had made the right decision for him.
Jeremy had just turned 18, but he was lonely, didn't have a lot of friends, and was very close to his parents. They wanted to leave him with Emma's sister, but he had always stubbornly refused and did not want to be separated from them.
The plane began its descent, and the stress in the men went up at once.
The hostess came to see them to warn them that the men should disembark last.
Once the plane arrived at the boarding gate, the door opened and four female officers boarded, joined the policewoman already present and placed just behind the last row.
Ben:
I introduce myself, my name is Ben, I'm 33 years old. I know that I've been blessed with good-looks and a body that sets me apart. I have always been athletic and the fact that I have had more time to play sports since I became unemployed has increased my musculature. I have dark hairs with blue eyes and I'm pretty hairy on the torso, pubic, legs and ass (this detail will unfortunately be important very soon).
I am married to Emma. She is 36. I met her at the age of 14 and a year later Emma got pregnant, which was not planned. At the beginning, Jeremy was initially raised by his grandparents so Emma could continue her studies.
When I saw the four female police officers, all pretty strong, armed with what looked like a cattle prod, my blood froze. I looked at Emma, who said "It's okay, obey what you're told, and it's going to be okay."
"Do you know what's going to happen to us?" I asked her. She only answered with a smile.
All the other women had almost all left the plane, when Emma and the three other wives stood up. Emma kissed me and Jeremy and said "See you soon."
One of the police officers then spoke in a hard tone.
"You will follow us kindly and obey the orders that will be given to you and everything will be fine. Do not follow our instructions and we will know how to constrain you!" she said, putting her hand to her stick.
"Get out of the rows!"
We did not react quickly enough because she shouted, "Now!"
We then went out of our rows. I was second, Jeremy was right behind me. I said to him "do not worry."
"Silence," said the officer, "You do not speak!"
Three other policewomen, who were also equipped with cattle prods, were waiting for us on the gangway. One of them told us to put all our belongings (wallet, passport, bag...) in a plastic bag they gave to each of us. Then, she asked each of us the maiden name of our wife and wrote the name on each bag. She said that we will get back our belongings a bit later.
Then we were taken out on the tarmac where was waiting for us a police van in which we had to get up. None of us said a word. I tried to smile at Jeremy, to reassure him but I was like the others, worried.
The van did not leave the airport, but drove us to an isolated building surrounded by fences and barbed wire.
Once inside the building, I saw several guards waiting for us.
"Welcome to Femina Island," said one of them "your new homeland. I'm Captain Taylor, in charge of the male quarantine center. I'll start by reminding you of some simple rules on Femina Island, because I know that in the embassies where you were handed your passports with your new nationality, they forget some details."
She said that with a smile and looking at the other women.
"But do not worry, a number of rules will be detailed later. There are two kinds of citizens here, women and males. Women are superior, they command. The males are inferior, they owe obedience to women, to all women and those until the end of their life that will end for you in this island since you are aware that only women are allowed to leave the country. It is forbidden for the males to leave the territory."
At this moment we looked at each other, taken aback. Never had we been told that. Emma had said nothing to me.
"What, it's not possible!" Steven said.
He did not have time to continue because he was hit with a cattle prod in his legs and collapsed in pain. What we did not know until that moment that the sticks were electric cattle prod!
"Silence, male" said the captain Taylor, and at the same time all the guards had come together, putting their hands on their sticks.
"Shut your mouth!" she screamed, "these cattle prod have several degrees of intensity, there it was set only on minimum. If I hear another word, you will discover the higher intensities! "
I was not even trying to reassure Jeremy because I was scared.
Steven got up.
"Rule number one," said the officer, "you must obey to all women, otherwise you will be severely punished. This little punishment was nothing I assure you!"
"Rule number two. It is strictly forbidden for any male to wear clothes. So, UNDRESS, NOW! MOVE YOURSELF, NOW!"
At these words, all the guards took their sticks in their hands and looked at us with dark looks.
Second shock for us! We are here forever and will not wear any more clothes! All that had not been said to us before!
I'm not particularly shy, but finding myself naked in these circumstances in front of these dressed women, it was more than humiliating.
I felt so ashamed that Jeremy sees his father naked and submitting to those women. Again, we did not obey fast enough, because I received a small electric shock on the buttocks. The discharge was not strong, but had the desired effect. I began to undress as well as the other men.
I started by removing my sweatshirt and my t-shirt, then my shoes, socks and my pants. I only had my underpants left. I could not believe that I would wear no more clothes and that nudity would be for me a natural state, like an animal! Apparently, I have hesitated too long, and the guard next to me raised her stick. I immediately removed my underpants and found myself completely naked. Stephen followed me closely as did the other two men. All the four of us put our hands in front of our genitals. Wrong! That too was forbidden!
"It is forbidden for the males to hide their genitals. Intimacy is forbidden to males!" the captain screamed.
We then put our hands on the side.
Jeremy was behind me, but I could see he had not taken off his pants yet. If it was hard for me, I imagined how it was for him.
So, I ventured to speak, "Madam, my son has just turned 18, he is barely of age, at this age it is hard, can not there be an exception?"
"As the request is touching" said the captain, looking at the other women of her team and approaching me, "learn that this is not your son, he belongs to your Mistress. Here, according to the law, a male becomes an adult male when the first hairs appear above his penis, whatever the age at which this happens.
And when that happens, the male must be stripped naked. Still according to the law, it is forbidden for a male to wear any clothe. So, looking at this young male, I think his pubic hairs are probably out for quite a long time already. Let's check that. Take off your pants and quickly" she said playing with her baton.
Jeremy then took off his pants and underpants and found himself like us, completely naked.
"Well, here we are," the captain said looking at Jeremy's pubic hairs, "hairs on the balls, cock and above, we do have an adult male!"
